Xiao Zhantian was speechless.

So, I'm still too weak.

There are three major realms that need to be cheered on.

"Old Ming, can you let go of restrictions and let me fight with them in the same realm?"

Even if the remaining eight existences above the emperor realm have deteriorated their strength, their vision is first-class. At the peak, they have only barely reached the imperial realm, and they are still somewhat different from them.

If he can fight at the same level now, it will be a great temper for him.

"Can!"

Old Ming nodded slightly, "Then let's start with the Nine Spirits."

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Zhantian's figure moved into the second floor.

The second floor space is as dark as ink, and the aura of evil is everywhere.

There are two big red lanterns in the dark, which are Jiuling's pupils.

"Senior Nine Spirits, please give me advice!"

Xiao Zhantian bowed his fists.

"Junior, aren't you afraid that I will beat you to death?"

A rumbling sound came from the darkness.

"I'm not afraid of fighting at the same level!"

Xiao Zhantian held his head up, his fighting spirit rose in his eyes, "Come and fight!"

The black mist rolled, and finally condensed into a figure in black, with cold eyes.

He twisted his head, and the bones made a crackling sound. The next moment, he kicked his feet, and a black light flashed in front of his eyes, and rushed towards him quickly.

"This is my clone. If I beat him, I will fight you."

The voice of the Nine Spirits rang in the darkness.

"One clone is not enough!"

Xiao Zhantian laughed loudly and clenched his fists and was in a head-on manner.

boom!

A dull loud noise echoed through the second floor of the space, shaking the black fog rolled.

Boom boom boom boom!

Two figures chased each other in a small space, constantly colliding, and various means emerged one after another.

This is a real temper!

Even if the other party is just a clone, he will have no lack of vision and strength. Only such a battle can best stimulate his own potential.

Xiao Zhantian went all out.

"Nine Netherworld Sun Fist!"

"Nine Nether River Finger!"

"The underworld, lock the explosion!"

"Nine Nether King Seal!"

He showed all the mysteries of boxing, magic, and magical powers.

Every punch and every move stirs up the storm.

puff!

With one punch, Xiao Zhantian breathed out a long breath and his thoughts were clear.

Since he woke up that day, this is the first time he has fully demonstrated his combat power so happily. It feels so good.

"Senior Nine Spirits, please give me advice!"

Xiao Zhantian bowed again.

"As you wish!"

The black mist condensed in the second layer and turned into a black shadow. It was obviously a pair of eyes, but it seemed to have double pupils and an aura like a pillar.

The breath of the true body was so terrifying that even he felt the pressure.

Xiao Zhantian looked solemn.

If you don’t have the ability to suppress your strength, with your current strength, you will not be an opponent at all.

This is the best way, what's the point of a fight that is destined to win?

Only the tempering between life and death can stimulate one's own potential.

"war!"

He rushed up.

boom!

The first strike was knocked back.

The ancient gods were imprisoned here for tens of thousands of years, and had already accumulated a huge amount of anger. At this moment, they were extremely violent in every move.

The Hydra clan has evil and weird methods and dares to compete for the Dragon Clan. At this moment, Xiao Zhantian felt a huge pressure.

The feeling of the clone and the real body is completely different. The tyrannical aura is so terrifying.

Puff!

A blood light burst out on his body, Xiao Zhantian covered his chest, and blood flowed.

He was injured.

The chest bones were broken.
Chapter completed!